Starting as a prodigy wanting milk? A world-destroying deception in the opposite direction.

[No system + not invincible + story-driven + lightly antagonistic + minor ensemble cast]
"Is my baby going to want to nurse?!"
"But I'm male, I can't produce milk!"
Uncle Ge clutched his withered chest, a strange glimmer of hope flickering in his cloudy eyes.
"Xiao Shen, do you...do you have it?"
"..."
I am Shen Zhen, the true Zhen, a certified soothsayer of the Temple of Soothing. My job is to deal with these kinds of strange neighborhood incidents, euphemistically called "soothing the anger and grief of the gods."
I had no choice but to make something up, saying that his offspring was a tree spirit and would only eat if he was given divine dew to collect in a bamboo basket.
Uncle Ge happily believed him, but just two minutes later, his movements suddenly stopped, and his eyes instantly turned cold:
"You keep saying 'it'..."
"Are you saying He... is a beast?"
"Then guess..."
"Is His master male or female?"
......
And this was just one of the most inconspicuous strange things in my daily life as a low-level staff member of the temple.